Sharing Freedom

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Authors: Harley McRide
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piss him off.
    “We share chores around here, but up on this floor we share them only with the people
     on the floor. You will go in the rotation, bathrooms, cooking, dishes, and shopping.
     Tomorrow Poke cooks, be ready. Get some sleep,” Easy said from the doorway.
    Freedom looked around the room. It was large, held the bed and a dresser, which
     was in the corner. They at least matched , she thought, the place looked like the guys had decorated it, masculine colors. Browns and blacks were neutral , she thought and moved her bags to the small walk-in closet. She moved slowly and
     unpacked. She could hear people coming and going in the large room, but she just
     kept putting her things away. She didn’t want to deal with anything.
    When she was finally done, she looked around at the room and sighed. She didn’t know
     what to do, the only thing she did know was that she was tired and wanted to go to
     bed.
    Without taking her clothes off, she kept her eyes off the doorway and crawled into
     bed. She turned and faced the wall so she wouldn’t have to see anything that was
     out in the other room. Freedom could hear murmured conversations and little noises. What was going on out there ? she wondered. Were Poke and Easy having sex with someone? Shit, where had that
     come from? Then she thought about it.
    If she were honest, she would admit that she was jealous, since that first night she
     wanted them inside her. She would admit the first thing she thought of when Creed
     said the Warriors would want her to have sex with them was Poke and Easy.
    It may be time for her to face the fact she maybe falling for the two men with conflicting
     interest toward her. She would accept the knowledge she was going to have her heart
     broken by them at some point, she just hoped she would be able to put it back together
     in time.

Chapter Nine
     
    The scream that tore through the morning sun was enough to send shivers down anyone
     spine. Freedom sat straight up in bed, a little disoriented, and fell to the floor.
    She heard men yelling and she jumped up and ran, what the hell was going on? She
     entered the main living area on the top floor to see all of the men struggling to
     get their pants on. Shady was sitting up in bed naked with Raven and Numbers dressing
     in her room. Freedom blushed and turned her head.
    Creed, Poke, and Easy were running down the stairs. She followed them hurriedly as
     the woman still screamed hysterically. As she descended, she heard more women’s voices
     join into the terrified chorus and as she hit the bottom floor and saw the front door
     wide open, she followed the people rushing to find out what was going on.
    The parking in the front of the mansion was much like last night with more vehicles;
     two rows of bikes and cars were in the front. Her eyes went to the group of women
     who were screaming and she frowned. They were pointing at something in the drive,
     behind one of the large trees that lined the driveway. Funny, she hadn’t noticed
     them last night.
    As she neared, she saw men trying to calm the women down, she could hear them telling
     them to go back inside, they would take care of the situation. But she saw the men’s
     pallor as they looked over their shoulder. Freedom kept walking, wondering what could
     be so bad.
    She finally got to the end of the sidewalk, turned and looked. There at the end of
     the driveway, blocking the entrance, was a steel pole driven into the ground. But
     it wasn’t the pole that was so horrific, it was the head that sat on the pole that
     completely shocked her.
    She stepped forward and looked, unable to take her eyes away from the grotesque sight
     before her. As she stepped closer, she felt the blood draining from her face and
     before she knew it, she was running and screaming. Not away from the sight either,
     but toward it.
    “Daaaadddyyyy!” she screamed loudly and sobbed.
    She felt hands grabbing her as she tried to make it to where her

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